Although the Terran side has missed the first move, it has finally saved the opportunity to ask questions under the secret contempt of the audience.

Of course, this is just an opportunity. If you want to use this opportunity to fight back, it depends on the specific operation of the Terran representative.

It's a pity that this is the scene, and the barbarians are not destined to leave them much time to think. The Terran side didn't pay attention to this exchange meeting before, let alone prepare any response plan. In the case that time, space, and personal state, which are closely related to the victory or defeat, are not dominant, the representatives of the Terran side are only decent.

"Barbarian exchange delegation, do you think the art of the two races is higher or lower?"

In Zhou Zhenju's eyes, the Terran delegation, which was eager to win back the disadvantage, was a little anxious for quick success. Asking this question is a stinky move. Such a question can be said to be the beginning of a friendly exchange for friends with good intentions, but for the barbarian delegation who are eager for them to make a fool of themselves and are bent on making a big news, it is simply the initiative to expose the key points and hand over a sharp knife.

"Of course, the art of the aristocracy is developing faster."

Hearing the answer of the barbarian representative, the face of the Terran delegation finally showed joy. Just when they thought they had won the game, the barbarian representative directly pressed their faces to the ground and rubbed them.

"With all due respect, though. This advantage of the aristocracy was based on the premise of a high level of popular appreciation. As for the level of the artist, our clan is more than ten streets ahead of the aristocracy. ”

The audience in the stadium in the imagination of the Terran delegation was in an uproar, but there was no one at all. On the contrary, with sparse applause, the delegation in the venue blushed for a moment. The feeling of being slapped in the face by your own person is quite unpleasant. This planted a seed in the hearts of the squeamish-minded delegation, 'If you don't respect us, we'll get by'.

"What a!"

Regarding the Terran delegation being hanged and beaten, Zhou was very blindsided. You guys are the face of the human race, and you have a little combat power, okay?

The next thing made Zhou Zhenshu unable to look at it directly. Let him wonder if the bones represented by these 'art' are soft? Is the brain born crippled?

I only heard the representative of the Terran say embarrassedly: "The representative of the barbarian tribe is laughing!" ”

"There's a hole in this head, right? If you took the initiative to expose your weaknesses and handed over the knife before, this time you will directly give the opponent a bag of salt that tears open the package. ”

While Zhou was muttering to himself, the barbarian representative's mouth moved quite quickly.

"What? Representatives of the Terrans did not recognize the high level of popular appreciation of the aristocracy? ”

The barbarian representative who has a lot of routines said this sentence in a rather casual tone. To do this, of course, is to use psychological cues to dig a hole for the representatives of the human race.

The representative of the Terran side jumped when he saw the pit, and he was quite cooperative. directly made Zhou Zhenshu mistakenly think that this guy was a comrade-in-arms and comrade of the barbarians who broke into the human race. It's a pity that after Zhou Xuan's scanning, it was found that this representative of the Terran who had not achieved enough and had more than enough failures was just a pig teammate.

"Of course... It's impossible! I mean, the level of appreciation among our people is generally very high! ”

Under the gaze of more than a thousand spectators, the pig representative sent by the Terran still didn't say what was in his heart in the end. He was not afraid of what the audience present would do to him, but he was afraid that the nobles and high-ranking officials behind him would skin him alive.

The inner monologue when he answered was actually 'Those mud-legged, nouveau riche, and inbred know a hammer!' Only we artists are the most professional. ’

"So you don't admit that you're not as good as us?"

When the representative of the human race heard this question, he replied with fire in his eyes: "The representative of the barbarian race said that he was laughing! ”

Sure enough, as soon as this statement came out, the representative sent by the barbarians seized the opportunity.

"Since you guys think that's not the case, why did you just lose to us one after another?"

In the face of the aggressive questioning of the barbarians, the representatives of the Terrans did not drop the chain. The Terran representative, who was already annoyed and angry, said in a deep voice, "We just lost to you in the debate. It doesn't mean that you lose artistically! ”

Zhou Xuan, who was in the audience, heard such an answer, and sighed in his heart: "You guys have a little brains." ”

The answer from the Terran representative was not the most ideal answer. At least, not another round. Otherwise, the barbarians will win another game, and the Terrans will be crushed by others in this exchange meeting.

However, the situation of the Terrans is quite not optimistic. Compared with the barbarians whose morale is high, the morale of the Terrans has simply fallen to a low point. They didn't expect the barbarian side to be so strong in combat, and their own audience didn't buy their account.

If the audience knew what they were thinking, they would have thrown them in the face and asked, "What did you do before, didn't you force it?" ”

The barbarian representative did not continue the topic, but deliberately downplayed the treatment and despised the other party: "We raised two questions just now, and you only raised one. There's one more that hasn't been asked! We hope you will cherish this opportunity. ”

Even Zhou Xuanju, who was in the audience, heard this sentence, and had to admit that people played it well. seems to give the human race a chance to turn over, but in fact, it brushes his own openness in a way that deepens the impression.

This subtle means of influencing people's hearts is quite clever. As long as they slowly create a positive image of themselves to the audience on stage, I believe that even if their barbarian delegation loses, it will leave a deep impression on the audience. When the time comes, the art and humanities of the barbarians will definitely be explored and explored by the curious audience, so no matter whether the barbarians participating in the exchange win or lose, the final result that their top management wants has been achieved.

"Barbarian representative, how do you see the future of the artistic development of the two races?"

Zhou in the audience said secretly, "It's really clever to draw a question about tiger dogs." 'Those little ninety-nine in the hearts of the Terran representatives, Zhou Xuan's injuries can be seen through at a glance. It's nothing more than watching people win over the audience to play smartly, and he wants to emulate it.

It's a pity that people are not war scum.

In response to the question of the representative of the human race, the representative of the barbarian tribe calmly replied: "I am very optimistic about the prospects of the artistic development of my race!" After all, the audience has already accepted our art. I believe that there are many more Terran friends who will accept the art of our race! ”

Speaking of this, the barbarian representative changed his words again, and said with disdain: "As for the art of the human race? What was originally very good has fallen into your hands. I believe that my people are not only not very enthusiastic, but they will be disgusted by you. ”

This wave of positive and negative face slapping made the melon-eating masses very enjoyable to watch.